Chapter 60: The Undead Strike

"Grandpa?"

A girl's voice came from outside.

The old man glanced outside and said, "Well, these are all commissions, if there is a suitable one, you can come to me, and I will help you go through the formalities." ”

John nodded, turned his head to look at the commission bar in front of him, and the old man also went out.

Roughly speaking, there were several commissions to defeat the bandits, far from here, and they were all deviated from the direction of the east, scattered in other positions, and for John, if he really wanted to kill them, he had to stay in this place for a few days.

Think about it first......

Looking down, there were several people's heads pasted in a special frame in the corner, John noticed that this was a bounty order, as long as one was caught or killed and the body was brought back, you could get a high bounty, most of these people were murderous and heinous criminals, who fled all over the world and were wanted by the state and the Holy See.

Retracting his gaze, there was nothing more information left to obtain.

It's getting dark, let's go back and make plans, John thought as he pushed the door open.

The old grandfather, who seemed to be saying goodbye to his granddaughter, waved goodbye at the door, saw John come out, walked over, and asked, "How is it?" Is there a task that suits you? ”

John is not an adventurer, he just came to get information, if he really told him the truth, I am afraid that he will find strange eyes and unnecessary trouble, shook his head slightly, and said: "I'll come another day, the weather is not very good now, not suitable for taking on the mission." ”

The old man looked at the heavy rain outside and said, "Yes, then come back next time." ”

John let out a soft "um", smiled politely, held up his umbrella and took his leave.

The old man looked at his back in the rain and said praiseworthily, "What a polite and good boy." ”

John, who had extraordinary senses, almost fell to the ground, and the old man's words had a lot of impact on him, really compared to his age, I am afraid that he can be your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, John thought ashamedly.

Back at the hotel, it was already completely dark, and the houses in the town were lit up.

In his room, sitting in a chair, holding the magic book, leaning against the window, the dripping rain kept falling in the darkness outside, and his eyes never took off the magic book.

The plan has been decided on the way back, stay in this place for a few days for the time being, deal with the thieves and set off, and start to implement it tomorrow, tonight he always feels very tired, not physical fatigue, as if he is tired, so he wants to be alone for a while.

"Knock Knock"

There was a knock on the door, and the voice of the waitress came from outside: "Mr. John, are you there?" ”

When I opened the door, I saw the waitress holding steaming food.

The waitress blushed slightly and said, "Well, you shouldn't have eaten breakfast, right?" I don't think even if I'm sad about other things, I can't torture my body like this. ”

John was stunned, and he asked suspiciously, "Do I look very sad?" ”

He remembered that he had been doing the human way at all times, and had not made superfluous expressions or strange movements, why did the waitress say that?

The waitress was asked by John, her face turned even redder, she lowered her head, and said at a loss: "That, that, maybe I'm a little more careful than others, I can feel the sadness hidden under the smile in John's body, that, I didn't mean that!" Please forget about it! ”

The waitress shoved the food into John's hand, covered her face and ran away.

John stood there in a daze, his tone seemed to be a little sad, and he said with a lonely smile on his face: "Well, I should use such an expression at this time, it's so strange, why can't I feel it at all?" ”

………

After a night, in the early morning, the weather outside still showed no signs of improvement, and it was gray and raining heavily.

The waitress looked at John, who was coming downstairs, smiled and said, "Good morning, Mr. John." ”

John nodded and smiled back, "Good morning." ”

Remembering that the woman who was with John yesterday was not there, the waitress asked, "Hey, what about Miss Shirley?" ”

Glancing upstairs, John smiled helplessly: "Maybe you're still sleeping." ”

Sitting at a relatively intact table in the hall, it seems that there was a great disaster last night, and many tables were broken.

Last night, John naturally didn't sleep, he looked at the book wholeheartedly, and he also heard some of the movements below, it seemed that a group of adventurers who didn't sleep at night were gathering to gamble, and winning or losing would cause a wail, and as a result, at the end of the game, disagreements appeared, saying who cheated, and then who didn't accept it, and they fought, and the hall became like this because of them.

In the end, the troublemaker relied on his own height and did not make compensation, and went back to his room to turn his head and sleep, and the owner of the hotel had no choice, and he was beaten when he went up to persuade him.

The waitress looked at John, who was in an embarrassed scene, and said embarrassedly, "Sorry for the trouble." ”

John didn't care, he had been in worse places than this, and it didn't mean anything to him, he could just pretend to eat breakfast, and said, "It's okay, can breakfast trouble you?" ”

The waitress smiled and said, "Leave it to me." ”

With that, her figure disappeared through the back door of the counter, and the sound of busyness came from the kitchen.

"Oh no, no!"

At this moment, someone shouted outside.

John and some of the others who had come to the hall looked to the door, and a man drenched in the rain appeared.

John remembered that this man was the most braggart of the group of people he had chatted with yesterday, and seemed to be the most inquiring person in the town, commonly known as the gossip gathering expert, a typical lifelong single.

An adventurer who knew him walked down the stairs and asked with a lack of interest: "Wow~, what's wrong, is it the widow next door who lost her ** again, or is there something big trouble for those little kids?" ”

Sakora, the thirty-five-year-old man dressed in a mess, waited for himself to catch his breath and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then raised his head and said, "No, it's not!" Yes, it's the undead! I saw them out of town! ”

The people who were in a hazy consciousness suddenly woke up, and they asked anxiously, "Where did you say?" ”

Sakora pointed outside and said, "Outside the city, hurry up!" ”

"Quick, wake up those sleeping guys! There's no time to put them to sleep! ”

Someone shouted like this, and a group of people hurried back and forth in the hall, some to get equipment and prepare for battle, and some to pack their bags.

"Hey, boy, seeing that your strength is good, do you want to come?" A large, heavily armed man asked John.

John glanced at him, stood up, and walked silently out the door.

The waitress also came out at this time, holding her breakfast and looking at John, who had already gone out, with a puzzled face.